I'm sick to death of having to nag remind DP to do ANYTHING
One of the cats started crapping diahorrea everywhere a few weeks ago, and he's long haired you can imagine the mess he also stopped cleaning himself so not only was he repeatedly covered in his own shite he also developed lots of huge hair clumps that we couldn't brush out.
Being pregnant I'm not supposed to go near cat shit anyway, and with still regularly vomiting at 8 months so really unable to deal with an ill cat I urged DP to take the cat to the vets which he promised to do. Surprise surprise he put it off for weeks, even when he had a few days off and could have done it, until the poor cat crapped all over his badminton gear and then he booked him into the vets. For when he was back at work so I had to take him (I'm still working but nearer to home and the vet surgery and DP isn't easily phone contactable at work).
This pissed me off but I wanted the poor cat sorting out, and knowing that DP was avoiding the obvious (vet putting the cat down) I took him.
Well the poor bugger has a large tumour in his stomach, and is too old at 13 for an operation. They called me at work to ask if they should put him down there and then but I said it wasn't a decision I could make alone so we've brought him home with some steroids that will keep him comfortable, they think he may last a week before he goes downhill and needs putting down so we're just giving him lots of cuddles and attention. Poor DD is devastated. DP is gutted.
I got a minor bollocking from the vet when he asked how long we'd noticed symptoms for as he said it seemed to be a rapid growing tumour and had we gone earlier it may have been treatable with some drugs.
I'm sooooo fing angry at DP. Angry at him for leaving it so bloody long because he's a bloody coward and didn't want bad news, angry at him for leaving me to deal with it all and trying not to blub like a loon all day while heavily pregnant and stressed out trying to finish my last few weeks at work, but mostly just angry that he never fing deals with anything until it's too bloody late
I'm also very aware that pregnancy hormones, feeling crap and sleep deprivation, combined with sadness over the poor cat, are making me a very unreasonable irrational person at the moment.
Please help calm me down. I don't want to feel angry with him, he feels shit enough as it is but I'm just so sick of having to be the one who sorts everything. He's already saying the cat seems ok and maybe he'll last a couple of months so I know when the time comes it'll be muggins here who has to take the cat to be put down because yet again he will avoid avoid avoid.....
(apols for the looooong rant)
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I'm getting totally sick of DP's eternal apathy/procrastination/ostrich syndrome/whatever the hell you want to call it aaarrrggghhh
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MadreInglese · 21/04/2011 10:57
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